Bald Wutian was terrified, because he discovered that the distorted heads of the creatures around him had suddenly become even more distorted.
Some distorted bushes grew mouths and gnawed at the earth.
Then strange sounds, like gears turning, came from their branches.
Click! Click! Click!
Gears turned, blooming like flowers in full blossom.
Then the many gears assembled into brains that mixed flesh and machinery.
Some bushes sang and danced, leaping about joyfully. "I finally have a brain!"
"I'm alive!"
"Haha, so once you have a brain, the world really does look different."
Click! Click! Click!
More bushes, towering trees, and even the heads of the corpses in the sky and on the ground sprouted gears.
After these corpses sprouted gears, they turned with clicking sounds. Then the corpses stretched and actually sat up.
One corpse moved his limbs, rose, and looked around. "How many millennia did that long dream span? What year is it tonight?"
Another corpse sneered. "We're all dead. Now we only live in their memories; why care how many years it's been?"
Another corpse pulled off his head, placed it against his chest, and felt and examined it. "Why have so many gears grown inside my head?"
The many corpses had all been powerful figures in life.
Although they now lived in other people's memories, they still possessed their memories and intelligence from life in this place.
They understood the situation here with a single glance.
On the ground, a face had already transformed entirely into mechanical gears.
The gears turned, half in the air and half in the ground, churning the soil. "The creatures constructing these memories of the past are practicing a special technique."
"This technique must be very powerful. It's affecting their memories and ultimately putting us in this state."
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